Flu
didn’t keep us from visiting Clare at Valpo this weekend, and flu didn’t keep
her from helping out at softball. That
included going outside Saturday to work on plays at the (snow-covered) field. Clare took pictures for the
disbelieving. I guess this is what
happens when you hire someone whose coaching résumé includes a stint at West
Point.
We
filled up our little sickie with medicine Saturday night so she could get up at
5:30 AM the next morning to handle outfielders at an all-day camp. Something like 125 girls showed up, and one
of them, a pitcher, won the lottery. She
probably had the best stuff of her life, enough so Coach offered her a
scholarship on the spot.
“This is what a girl
dreams about,” Clare related over the phone.
“To go to a camp like that, do really good and have someone see
it.” I was just happy that fifteen hours
into her day our volunteer coach had enough energy left to tell the story. Someone will notice, someday.
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